By leeahlovesdarren
Teen Fiction
So this is my story. A loser. A mosher. A singer. A bassist. A heartless, cold, mean, funny, cute, emo son of a bitch. All the things my two real friends would use to describe me. The internet friends would say the same. But one guy wouldn't agree. Darren. The one who no one noticed. He would sit silently in the back of the class room. He would watch her. To most she wasn't a lot more than weird, but to him she was flawless. The way her eyes squinted shut when she laughed, the way her purple hair stuck out in a crowd, the way her music scared people, the way she wasn't afraid to be herself. But he still sat there, in the back of the room, watching, waiting until he would be able to talk to people, to listen to people, because whenever he got close to someone, he shut them out. Could a simply doorbell change it all forever?
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